Dear X,
Your mother called today. She told me everything. How could you do this to me?! You promised! You promised you wouldn't leave me, you swore you wouldn't turn out like Skylar! In the end, you were exactly like her...you made me love you then they find you hanging in your room with a noose around your neck. And just like her, it was my fault. I didn't help her when I could have and I didn't save you when I should have. Why does everyone leave me?
I'm sorry I didn't save you. I'm sorry for begging you to come back when you wanted to leave. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's all my fault. It's strange how one can feel so alone when they're being suffocated by the bodies around them.
I'm sorry for the smudges of ink, I'm crying right now. Earlier when I found out I felt nothing but a heaviness in my stomach. I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I couldn't think. I passed out due to shock, or so the doctor said. I was doing so well. I was getting better. I hate myself. I'm so fucking stupid. I'm an idiot. I brought this upon myself. I deserve it.
Help me.
-Casely
